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Chapter one Grima stirred in his sleep, another dream that he wished would become reality. He woke with a start, and saw Eomer standing by his doorway.
"What brings you, Eomer, to my chamber at this late hour?" he said with authority. "The lord Theoden wishes to see
you, my lord" said Eomer with a false respect.
Grima nodded and Eomer left. He quickly dressed and made his way to Theoden's bedchamber. Grima entered and saw Theoden was not in bed, but pacing up and down in deep thought.
"What is it that plagues you my lord?"
"It is my son Theodred, he says that Saruman has betrayed us and will attack our city, or wherever the people of Rohan will flee. This, Grima, troubles me. Should we not fight back, my son would never give me false information."
Grima hid his alarm and panic, how could he have found out? He had to convince his lord otherwise.
"My lord, what proof does your son have of this supposed betrayal? Is it not a possibility that he wishes to go to war, to defeat a possible threat of Rohan? Saruman has ever been faithful to us and will continue to be so for many years to come. Do not let yours son's false information plague you so. You should rest my lord, if this argument is to continue tomorrow, you should rest and feel refreshed for the morrow."
With that Theoden retired and Grima returned to his chambers. This new information of Theodred plagued Grima also. What possible proof could Theodred have found, or seen? Grima got up and saw one of his servants who were also loyal to both Sauron and Saruman. He told him to ride to Isenguard with all speed and give his lord this information. On his way back to his chambers he passed the lady Eowyn, who was wondering the halls from sleeplessness.
"My lady, one so young should not waste precious hours by wondering these halls night after night. You should be resting; your uncle may need you tomorrow, and everyday for that matter. Use your time to rest whenever you can, so you shall be ever alert to your lords needs and tend to him with care."
Eowyn merely nodded her head and walked swiftly passed him; Grima remained there in awe of her then returned to his chambers for a few more hours of sleep, a few more hours dreaming of Eowyn.
The next morning when Grima woke he found next to his bed a note from Saruman himself.
Grima, This ill news I have received does cause some worry, whatever evidence this young Theodred has must be destroyed, or he himself be destroyed before he can present it. Now the time has come where we must wipe out all possible threats. If you receive this note too late, then I would suggest you try your hardest to turn all fingers away from me and to those if the people of Gondor.
Grima was slightly puzzled by this. Why would he want to turn Rohan against Gondor? But what puzzled him most is that Saruman was now starting to feel the need to eliminate threats. How was Grima ever to do this with Eomer constantly watching his every move like a hawk in fear of his sister?
He dressed then met Theoden in the great hall. Theodred and Eomer stood before him. Grima walked up to the king, bowed and then sat in his chair beside him.
"Father, I have seen a host of Orc-like creatures lurking on the borders of our land, bearing the White Hand of Saruman."
"That is a lie my lord as I told you Saruman is both a friend and ally, you say you have seen them lurking on the borders of our lands, how can you be sure that it is indeed the White Hand you saw, your eyes can sometimes deceive you Lord Theodred." Grima was quite proud of the way he had controlled the situation. He then saw Theodred step back in thought; he had won him over. Eomer however was not convinced; he stepped forward and spoke.
"If indeed Saruman remains friend and ally, why then has he not gathered forces that could possibly defeat these creatures and keep our lands safe?"
"Eomer, must you always question my reasoning? Saruman is but one man, what is the use of gathering other forces when Rohan has an army of their own? Which you Eomer are part of. If these Orcs do patrol our borders, then it is obvious that our army isn't doing it's job properly, you are sent out to protect our lands from evil, all you are doing is keeping watch and watching Sauron's forces creep ever nearer to Edoras."
Eomer stepped down and walked out of the great hall and passed his sister Eowyn.
"Brother, what troubles you?"
"Wormtongue troubles me, he is a spy. I am sure of it. Ever poisoning Theoden's mind, filling it with lies and false hope. Both Theodred and I see orcs that Saruman has sent and he tells Theodred that his eyes are deceived! The White Hand of Saruman is not something you can miss, you'd have to be blind."
Eomer left his sister standing in the corridor and walked to the stables. Grima saw Eowyn alone and went up to her.
"My lady, you seem troubled, do not let these false impressions that your brother has trouble you as well," he circled her and moved in closer as he said this, like a lion ready to pounce on its pray.
"It is you, Wormtongue, who give the false impressions! How you poison Theoden's mind I do not yet know, but I will find out and you will crumble!" She pushed passed him and joined her brother at the stables.